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Lord Coward can be reached by email, telephone, or text. The first two means can be either professional or personal.

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[occultdisciple]

Nancy, this--

[He was about to say it was a bad time. Mostly because he has about four lines going and expecting three other calls. Because he is going to find out who was behind the Valentine's Day massacre.

He had a few solid leads. Things he should have turned over to the Guardians, but... This was his problem. Millicent wanted him to find them and make it clear what was happening.

But, then, he heard the rest of what she was going to say.]

Don't be sorry. I wouldn't have offered.

A flat would be best, I presume?

[stauncherhearted]

[Oh god thank god. She let out a breath she didn't realize she was holding. If he'd put her on hold, told her to call back she would- honestly, she didn't know if she'd be able to ask again.

She runs her fingers through her hair.]

Yes- I mean- whatever's best for you. I can't ask for anything, I'm not in that sort of position.

[She'd assumed she'd be staying with him. Of course, a prostitute living with the police commissioner wasn't exactly a great look on anyone.]

[occultdisciple]

I've been alive a very long time. [It's almost amused, the way he says it.] I have a few properties.

[Some were out in the country. Those wouldn't do.

And he doubted she wanted even a small house to herself.

Flats, though, he had a few.]

What sort of place would you like?

[For her, he can spare a half hour or two.]

[stauncherhearted]

[Of course he did, she mentally scolds herself. What was the point of being a vampire for forever if you couldn't accumulate stupid amounts of wealth?

If those properties didn't have at least one secret passage amongst them, though, then she was out.]

Just a small one, enough for Juliet and I. Really, nothing grand. Whatever you believe that whatever arrangement we come to is worth. [She hadn't forgotten that.]

[occultdisciple]

Give me a few moments, and I'll find something.

[True to his word, after he hangs up, it's maybe ten minutes before he sends a text.]

Addison Road, Enfield, EN3

I'll send a car for you and a small truck for your things.

[stauncherhearted]

[In Enfield! He was amazing.]

I swear, you're a god.
Thank you. Thank you so much, I'm going to cry.

[occultdisciple]

I thought you'd be safest where Midnight can keep an eye on you.

[In addition to himself. Because she was now his. Not as a possession, really, but as a responsibility. He'd made a promise, and he'd keep it.]

You might be glad to know I've been tasked with finding the vampires responsible for the Valentine's Day mess.

[stauncherhearted]

You're not wrong.

[Good lord, somehow she had everyone in the city looking after her.]

Thank god. I can't get the screams out of my head.

[occultdisciple]

Millicent wants their heads.

[No doubt Nancy has seen the press conferences. The Police Commissioner decrying the slaughter and urging caution, even if those most in danger weren't likely to listen to authority, regarding pop-up raves.]

[stauncherhearted]

No doubt.
Let me know how I can help. They deserve to be caught.

[It could have been her, Kyle, or Skip or anyone. They'd all been so lucky to have escaped safe and sound like they did.]

[occultdisciple]

I'll let you know.

Did you see them at all? Just so I know if I've got someone who can identify any of them.

[stauncherhearted]

Nothing. The lights went out, we were so deep underground it was pitch-black.

[occultdisciple]

I heard as much elsewhere. But I wanted to know if you'd seen anything.

[stauncherhearted]

I didn't. I'm so sorry.

[occultdisciple]

It's fine. Take care of yourself.

[stauncherhearted]

I will. Again, thank you so much. I owe you more than I can say.